Letra de 'Taking Root In Rotten Soil' de Emberthrone

Every day we stray further from a God who lost his way
In contempt we sing his name
Minor, frail, a bastard out of key
The deafening drone of despair drowning, I dull my heart unto their pain

To heal one must bleed
Abandoned hopes trampled under feet
Now spit in the face of those who once believed
Now frail, unclean, shattered, obsolete hearts beat extinct

Sever from the unconscious
Surrender
At the toll of absurdity
Do unto others
Dance, dwell, die

I'm Horrified by my selfishness I've complied
Do you believe in fiction
Or do you believe in this
Horrified by my selfishness

Dragged into the bright sky
Subtleties coming apart at the seams
Piercing tears back into the eyes
The only thrill left to die

Horrified

A weeping wound, ripping at the roots of your rapture
A weeping wound, serve no gods, humor no masters
Flowers of rust blooming with hate
No other choice but to let this absence carry me away

Slowly we seethe, watching these blurred lines bleed
Slowly we seethe, screaming these songs we should never sing
Slowly we seethe, the pain is forgotten but we feel the memory, disassociation

Last gasps from burning lungs
A savior's last words, on the tip of my tongue
Bite down to spite my lust
Only to taste the blood

Slowly we seethe
Slowly we seethe